#part 1.

AN: this will be part 1 of a 3 part story. the 1st being fluff, the 2nd part being smut, and the 3rd will be a mix of fluff and sick fic. they won't come out that close together, maybe days apart. and forewarning, i don't know much about private jets and how they are set up so if i get some information wrong, ignore it. hope you enjoy. please leave feedback.

This story contains: pure pluff

{ husband!harry - no kids - current harry era }

word count: 658

Harry leaves MSG and gets on his private jet to join his wife on their overnight flight from New York to Italy where the film festive occurs.

As soon as Harry's show at Madison Square Garden night nine was over with, he ran off stage to get ready for the airport. You had left his show a bit earlier than you normally do so that you could be at the airport waiting on him. There was a private jet there awaiting you both that would take you from New York City all the way to Venice Italy for Harry to attend the film festival for his upcoming movie Don't Worry Darling.

By the time Harry made it to the airport, he was exhausted. Running around on stage for two hours and then rushing to get to the airport, it made his limbs feel weak and his head painfully sore. You weren't that much better either.

You'd been up since five this morning and now it was pushing midnight. You just wanted to crawl into your bed at home with your husband and go to sleep, which unfortunately couldn't happen. But you knew you'd both get some sleep on this plane ride to Italy. Typically when you fly on private jets they have reclining chairs that turn into somewhat of a comfy bed.

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As soon as Harry gets to the airport, he does all the necessary things to do for traveling on a plane and than follows his security to the gate at which his plane awaits.

"Where's y/n?" Harry asks one of the security guards that's walking in front of him. He hasn't had time to message you to find out where you were.

Turning around, the beefy guy answers, "She's already on the plane waiting for you." Harry was satisfied with the man's answer and kept walking on nearly numb legs. He just wanted to finally be with you. Even if you saw each other minutes before his concert, back in his dressing room.

Harry walks up the few steps on the private jet and makes his way to go find you. It doesn't take long for him to spot where you are. You were already in your seat, getting yourself situated with blankets and pillows for the long night flight. When he sees you, Harry mutters tiredly, "Hi, m'love. Missed you." Then leans down to peck your lips in a quick kiss.

"Hello, babes. Sorry I didn't wait up for you in the airport. Was just too tired and I didn't want to be bombarded with paparazzi." you reply back. Harry instantly feels guilty by your words. He hates that you have to suffer long days when traveling with him or being harassed by paps but you always tell him time and time again that you wouldn't have it any other way. You love getting to travel with your husband.

Harry puts aways his carry on bag and gets situated beside you in his seat. He's wearing gray sweatpants and a hoodie and his hair is slightly damp from the shower he took back at the arena. He looks sexy in better terms, even with the heavy bags under his green eyes.

For the next few minutes you both sit upright in your seats as you go through the normal protocol for flying in private jets. Then once that was done and you've made it into the air safely, Harry begins to recline his seat and situates the blanket you'd brought for him over his long body.

"You're too far away." Harry whines, seeings as the armrest made a divide in your seats. You sit up a bit and push the armrest down so that there wasn't a gap. Then you slide your body over until you were cuddled into his side.

"Better?" you question.

"Mhm, much. Love you." he answers and kisses the top of your head that's laid on his right shoulder.

With your bodies close and the overhead lights dim, you and Harry fall into a cozy sleep as you make your way to the film festival in Italy.

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The Sandman with hungarian dubbing Part 1.

“Can you heal him?“

“Are you lying to me?”

“Did you ever study magic?”

“I know magic when I see it.“

“You can't address me like that.“

“Are you not fond of old crypts?“

“Perhaps, but have you any proof?“

“So, how is it that you know magic?”

“What's the point if it can't be used?“

“I saw what you did. It was so brave.”

“I pride myself as a fair and just king.”

“Haven't you had your fill of revenge?“

“Whatever it takes, I will make this right.“

“Everyone thought you were a real hero.”

“It was simple justice for what he'd done.“

“So, killing things mends a broken heart?“

“I thought I told you to get out of my sight.“

“They will do anything you tell them to do.“

“Yeah. What are you going to do? Kill me?“

“Has anyone ever told you you're a genius?“

“You need to be careful who you say that to.”

“How can you go out there and fight like that?“

“I warn you, I've been trained to kill since birth.“

“Come on. Don't pretend. I know what you did.“

“I don't see that there's anything to be jealous of.“

“What did your mother say to you about your gifts?“

“Perhaps if you found someone? If you remarried?”

“You were prepared to sacrifice your life to save me...”

“Okay, let the bragging begin. How did you manage it?“

“You are a question that has never been posed before.”

“You brought that on yourself with the evil you practiced.“

“I'm sure you'd have the pick of any lady in the kingdom.“

“I want you to swear to me what you're telling me is true.“

“No, no. I'm sure you're stronger than you look. It's just...“

“See, you're too proud to admit you were saved by a girl!“

“Wow. And how long have you been training to be a prat?“

“You are special. The likes of which I've never seen before.“

“I saw you fighting today. You have a very aggressive style.“

“No young man, no matter how great, can know his destiny.“

“With your swordcraft and this shield, I guarantee you'll win.“

“It must be so tough for him, with all the... girls and the glory.“

“There is only one evil in this land, but it is not magic. It is you!”

“I just hope it doesn't involve putting yourself in terrible danger.“

“Well, I'm glad you walked away. You weren't going to beat him.“

“Poor child. It can't have been easy to grow up without a mother.“

“I turn to you, for I feel lost and alone and don't know who to trust.“

“None of us can choose our destiny. And none of us can escape it.”

“I saw how desperate things were becoming. I had to do something.“

“I'm not sure fairness comes into it. You never know, it might be fun.“

“Your magic is not a toy. It's not for you to use or abuse as you see fit.”

“I believed you. I trusted you. And you made me look a complete fool.“

“You have to show everyone that you were right and they were wrong.“

“I know what it was. I just want to know where you learned how to do it.“

“Then I'm afraid there's nothing more I can do for him. He's going to die.“

“You see? This is how a true knight behaves. With gallantry and honour.“

“I just don't think chopping someone's head off is cause for a celebration.“

“Why does everyone seem to think it's down to me to do something about it?“

“How long are you going to keep punishing people for what happened, then?“

“But I promise you, before these celebrations are over, you will share my tears.”

“The choice was mine. My punishment is mine to bear, and mine to bear, alone.“

“I'm sure he was merely mistaken. I wouldn't want him punished on my account.“

“I'm afraid it counts for very little as far as the king is concerned. That's the way it is.“

“I wouldn't say I needed exactly saving. I'm sure I would have thought of something.“

“I feel like I've put you in danger without stopping to ask how you feel about it. I'm sorry.“

“Would you let something terrible happen if it meant you'd stop something even worse happening in the future?“

“Well... magic requires incantations, spells that take years to study. What I saw you do was elemental. Instinctive.“